you were automatic and as hollow as the 'O' in god
"Hardly," Danta replies with a sly smile, his body fully facing the bonfire even if his eyes have flicked across to Asta. "If anything I'm pleased to see that the Grounds is to your liking." You know, since he runs the place. And they do look like two peas in a pod standing before the wall of flames, basking in their heat and their prismatic glow.
"I thought having it outside would make it more of a feature," he agrees, though he can't be held wholly responsible for the colours of the gems; those had been part of Dygra's requirements, after all. "How are you finding things?" he wonders conversationally. Usually he only sees his fellow Ancient in the evenings when his services are required.
As for what has brought him over, Danta remains suspiciously quiet on the matter. Perhaps he's just enjoying the other man's company? (Ha).
"I thought having it outside would make it more of a feature," he agrees, though he can't be held wholly responsible for the colours of the gems; those had been part of Dygra's requirements, after all. "How are you finding things?" he wonders conversationally. Usually he only sees his fellow Ancient in the evenings when his services are required.
As for what has brought him over, Danta remains suspiciously quiet on the matter. Perhaps he's just enjoying the other man's company? (Ha).
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
